If thou return unto the Almighty and submit thyself, if thou far remove perversity from thy tent,

There an upright man, might reason with him, so should I deliver myself completely from my judge.

For this cause, from his presence, am I driven in fear, I diligently consider and am kept back from him in dread:

Wherefore, since from the Almighty times are not hid, have, his knowing ones, no vision of his days?

Men tear, from the breast, the fatherless, and, over the poor, they take a pledge;

Whom hast thou taught speech? Whose inspiration hath come from thee?

Far be it from me! that I should justify, you, - Even until I breathe my last, will I not let go mine integrity from me:

This, is the portion of a lawless man with GOD, That, the heritage of tyrants - from the Almighty, he shall receive.

He hath sunken a shaft, away from the inhabitants; Places forsaken by the foot, they hang down, away from men, sway to and fro;

From trickling, he restraineth, rivers, and, some hidden thing, is he bringing out to light.

Seeing it hath been hid from the eyes of every living thing, and, from the bird of the heavens, hath it been concealed?

They abhor me - have put themselves far from me, and, from my face, have not withheld - spittle!

Or what would have been my portion of GOD from above? Or what inheritance of the Almighty from on high?

If my goings have swerved from the way, - and, after mine eyes, hath gone my heart, and, to my hands, hath adhered any stain,

If I withheld - from pleasure - the poor, or, the eyes of the widow, I dimmed;

Surely, from my youth, he grew up to me, as to a father, and, from my birth, I acted as guide to her:

Let, my shoulder, from the shoulder-blade, fall, and, my arm, from the upper bone, be broken;

For, a dread unto me, was calamity from GOD, and, from his majesty, I could not escape.

Mine utterances come straight from mine own heart, and, what I know, my lips have truly spoken;

Lo! I am like thyself toward GOD, From clay, have I been nipped off, even I!

To turn a son of earth from his deed, while yet, pride, from man he concealeth:

He keepeth back his said from the pit, and his life from passing away by a weapon.

Then hath he shewed him favour, and said, Set him free from going down to the pit, I have found a price of redemption!

He hath ransomed my soul from passing away into the pit, - and, my life, in the light, shall have vision.

To bring back his soul from the pit, to enlighten with the light of the living.

Forasmuch, as they turned from following him, and, none of his ways, did they teach;

I will bring my knowledge from afar, and, to my Maker, will I attribute righteousness.

He will not withdraw - from a righteous one - his eyes, - but, with kings on the throne, He hath seated men triumphantly, and they have been exalted.

Thus hath he uncovered their ear to a warning, and said - that they should turn from iniquity.

Do not pant for the night, when peoples disappear from their place.

Every son of earth, hath viewed it, Mortal man, looketh at it from afar.

Yea, the same, in circles, turneth itself to and fro, by his steering them to their work, whithersoever he commandeth them, over the face of the world, towards the earth.

That thy garments should be hot when he quieteth the earth from the south?

That their light may be withdrawn from the lawless, and, the lofty arm, be shivered.

He laugheth at dread, and is not dismayed, neither turneth he back, from the face of the sword;

As oft as the horn soundeth, he saith, Aha! And, from afar, he scenteth the battle, - the thunder of commanders and the war-cry.

From thence, he searcheth out food, far away, his eyes do pierce;

I know that, all things, thou canst do, and that no purpose can be withholden from thee.

Let us break asunder their bonds, - and cast from us their cords!

Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity, for Yahweh hath heard the voice of my weeping:

O Yahweh my God, in thee, have I sought refuge, - Save me from all my pursuers, and deliver me:

When mine enemies turned back, they stumbled and perished from before thee;

He hath said in his heart, I shall not be shaken, - From generation to generation, shall I be in no misfortune.

O save Yahweh, for the man of lovingkindness, is no more, for the faithful, have vanished, from among the sons of men.

Thou, O Yahweh, wilt keep them, - Thou wilt guard him, from this generation unto times age-abiding.

How long, O Yahweh, wilt thou wholly forget me? How long wilt thou hide thy face from me?

Let thy lovingkindness be distinguished, thou Saviour of such as seek refuge from them who lift themselves up against thy right hand.

From the face of lawless ones who have treated me with violence, the foes of my soul, who come round against me:

Rise, Yahweh! Confront his face, Bring him down, Deliver my soul from the lawless one who is thy sword:

From men who are thy hand, O Yahweh, From the men of this age, whose portion, is among the living, and, with thy treasure, thou fillest their bosom, - They must be satisfied with sons, And must leave their abundance to their children: -

There went up smoke in his nostrils, and, a fire out of his mouth, devoured, Live coals, were kindled from it:

He sent from on high, he took me, - he drew me out of many waters.

He rescued me from my foe, in his might, and from them who hated me, because they were too strong for me:

For I had kept the ways of Yahweh, and not broken away from my God;

For, all his regulations, were before me, and, his statutes, did I not put from me:

So became I blameless with him, and kept myself from mine iniquity.

Thus didst thou rescue me from the contentions of a people, - didst appoint me to be the head of nations, A people I had not known, served me:

Who hath delivered me from my foes, - Yea, from mine assailants, hast thou set me on high, From the man of violence, hast thou rescued me.

From one end of the heavens, is his going forth, and, his circuit, to the other end thereof - and, nothing, is hid from his glowing heat.

More desirable, than gold, yea than much fine gold, Sweeter, also than honey, or than droppings from the comb.

Mistakes, who perceiveth? From things that are hidden, acquit me:

Even from the presumptuous, keep back thy servant, May they not have dominion over me, Then, shall I be blameless, and shall be acquitted from great transgression:

Their fruit - out of the earth, wilt thou destroy, and their seed, from among the sons of men;

My GOD, my GOD, why hast thou forsaken me? Far from saving me, The words of my loud lamentation?

For, thou, art he that severed me from the womb, he that caused me to trust, upon the breasts of my mother;

Upon thee, was I cast from the time I was born, From the womb of my mother, my GOD, hast thou been.

Be not far from me, for, distress, is near, For there is none to help.

Rescue, from the sword, my life, from the power of the dog, my solitary self:

Save me from the mouth of the lion, - Yea, from the horns of wild beasts, hast thou delivered me.

For he hath not despised nor abhorred the humbling of the patient one, neither hath he hid his face from him, but, when he cried for help unto him, he heard.

Shall bear away a blessing from Yahweh, and righteousness, from his delivering God.

Remember thy compassions, O Yahweh, and thy lovingkindnesses, For, from age-past times, have they been.

For, thy lovingkindness, hath been before mine eyes, and I have walked to and fro in thy faithfulness;

Do not hide thy face from me, Do not repulse, in thine anger, thine own servant, - My help, thou hast been, Do not send me away nor forsake me, O my saving God!

Unto thee, O Yahweh, do I cry, O my Rock! do not turn in silence from me, - lest, if thou turn from me in silence, I be like them who go down into the pit.

O Yahweh! thou hast lifted, out of hades, my soul, Thou hast brought me back to life, from among those who were going down to the pit.

By reason of all mine adversaries, have I become a reproach. Even to my neighbours, altogether, and a dread to mine acquaintance, - They who have seen me abroad, have fled from me:

In thy hand, are my times, Rescue me from the hand of my foes and from my pursuers!

Thou wilt conceal them, in the secrecy of thine own presence, from the conspiracies of men, - Thou wilt hide them in a pavilion, from the strife of tongues.

But, I, had said in mine alarm, I am cut off from before thine eyes, - But, indeed, thou didst hear the voice of my supplication, when I cried for help unto thee.

Thou, art a hiding-place for me, From distress, wilt thou preserve me, - With shouts of deliverance, wilt thou compass me about. Selah.

The counsel of Yahweh, to times age-abiding, shall stand, The devices of his heart, from generation to generation.

To rescue, from death, their soul, and to keep them alive in famine.

Keep thy tongue from wickedness, And thy lips from speaking deceit:

Depart from wickedness and do good, Aim at well-being, and pursue it.

the face of Yahweh, is against such as do wickedness, To cut off, from the earth, their memory.

Keeping all his bones, Not, one from among them, is broken.

All my bones, shall say - O Yahweh, who is like unto thee? Rescuing the oppressed from one stronger than he, Yea the oppressed and the needy, from their spoiler.

Like as for a friend, like as for a brother of mine own, I walked to and fro, As though mourning for a mother, I gloomily bowed myself down.

My Lord! how long wilt thou look on? Bring back my soul out of their raging, from among lions, my solitary self.

Thou hast seen, O Yahweh, do not keep silence! O My Lord! be not far from me:

Cease from anger, and forsake wrath, Burn not with vexation - it would be only to do evil;

From Yahweh, are the steps of a man made firm, When, with his way, he is well pleased:

Turn from evil, and do good, and so settle down, unto times age-abiding.

But, the deliverance of the righteous, is from Yahweh, their refuge in a time of distress.

Thus hath Yahweh helped them, thus hath he delivered them, - He will deliver them from the lawless, and will save them, because they have sought refuge in him.

O My Lord! before thee, is all my longing, and, my sighing, from thee, hath not been hid:

My lovers, and my friends, from before my stroke, stand aloof, - and, my near ones, far away, do stand:

Do not forsake me, O Yahweh, My God! be not far from me:

I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, afar from happiness, But, my pain had been stirred: